Diary of a Med Student

I woke up to the hard buzzing of my alarm clock, it flashed '7:00'. I Sleepily reached over and turned it off, then lazed back down on my back - one more moment of peace before the day starts. My morning hard on was itching at my belly button, I pulled it away from my body to have it snap back against my stomach. 'I better take care of you in the shower' I said as I dragged myself out of bed. I grabbed my clothes to take to the bathroom - my dad and brother would still be asleep, but I didn't wana risk being caught naked with my cock hard. My younger brother was a senior in high school so he would still be asleep in his room down the hall, and my dad was a nurse, he would be coming home from his night shift around now.

I jerked off quickly in the shower, more to get my dick down then for pleasure. I shot off over my chest, which was slightly ripped - I had been doing a lot of yoga lately to work on my muscle tone and flexibility, it was finally starting to pay off. By the time I had finished it was just past 7.30, and I quickly made some toast and started walking to the train station. I didn't see my dad or brother before I left, my brother was still in bed, knowing him, he wouldn't be up until 5 minutes before he had to be at school. My dad must have had to stay back at the hospital. It was a good 15 minute walk, but I didn't mind - at this time in the morning it was peaceful and gave me time to clear my head.

I'd been pretty sure I was gay for the past few months, before that I was just curious about things. I hadn't had the guts to tell anyone, my dad was so proud of me, getting into med school and all, and I didn't want to disappoint him. Not that he was homophobic or anything, I mean he was a male nurse; he pretty much fit the typical description of 'the new man'. But he'd done so much for my brother and I since my mum passed away, I didn't want to put him under any more stress than he was already under being a single parent.

The only experiences I've ever had with a guy, was when I use to muck around with my god brother. The most we ever did was make out and jerk off together, and then his family moved interstate before my 16th. I've never really been that into girls, had a few girl friends here and there, but nothing serious, more just trying to look normal and fit in at school than for the relationship. I was planning to come out to my dad soon, but I just wanted to make absolutely sure that I was gay, I mean I didn't want to say I'm gay and find out that I was just curious. The only problem was finding a guy that wouldn't mind being discreet keeping my secret; I wanted to come out on my own terms.

Anyway, I got on the train to go to uni, it was a half an hour train ride to the city, and at this time it was full with people on there way to work, uni and school. I managed to find two spare seats next to a young guy - maybe in his early twenty's wearing a suit. He was absolutely stunning; you could tell by the way his suit was hugging his shoulders that he was built. He had an iPod and sunglasses on, and was looking out the window. I sat down next to him and tucked my bag under the seat. I could have sat on the end seat and have a seat separating us, but I chose to sit next to him, and leave a seat for someone else. He moved a little further away as I sat next to him, like most people would do. I took out my anatomy textbook and started doing some revision for my test today. It was on the female reproductive system, and the pictures were pretty much what my friends and I call medical porn - I had it open to a page showing a women's spread legs and the vagina labelled. I saw him glance towards it under his glasses and he crossed his legs - he must have got a little excited from it. Shame, I had kinda hoped he was gay.

At the next stop another load of people got on. The remaining seat next to me was one of the only ones left. A few people spotted it and started walking towards me, but then someone came from the other direction and sat down. He smelled delicious and manly. I looked at him, without trying to make it obvious I was checking him out. He was a wog of some sort, maybe Greek. He had thick, tanned thighs covered with hair. He was wearing training shorts, sneakers, a singlet and a cap - I guessed he was a personal trainer of some sort. I lent my leg against his, without even realising I had done it. I noticed straight away that he didn't move away. I couldn't believe it I looked up at him and he looked at me and smiled. He had stubble around his face and neck which only made him more attractive. Then he looked down to my anatomy book.

'Anatomy, huh?' he asked. His voice was deep and husky, I could feel my cock getting hard. I'm glad he didn't seem too interested that there was a massive picture of a vagina in front of him.

'uhh yeah' I replied with a bit of a stutter, I had no idea what to say! 'I've got a test this afternoon, so doing some last minute cramming.'

'Sounds like fun' he said sarcastically. I thought it was going to be the end of our conversation but before I turned my head back to my book he asked 'so what are you studying then?'

'I'm a first year med student'

'wow, that's great good on ya son' I liked how he called me son, even though he couldn't have been more than 10 years older then me. 'how old are you? You don't look old enough to be studying medicine'

'I just turned 19 a few weeks ago, I know I always get told I look younger then I am.'

'I have the opposite problem to you.' I loved that we were starting to get to know each other, I only wished it was some place private so we could really get to know each other. 'I'm 22 but everyone says that I look around 25'

'Yeah, you do look older than 22' I said with a surprised look on my face. I had to keep the conversation going, hopefully try and meet up with him again, there was only about 5 minutes left until we arrived in the city. 'So what do you do for a living then?' I asked

'I'm an assistant manager at Good Life gym, I did a personal training course straight out of school and got promoted pretty quickly. I wish I had the brains to do something like you tho' I knew he did something to do with exercise; his body was too darn perfect not to be.

'Well it looks like your job has its benefits' I said as I glanced at his bulging biceps. I realised after I said it that we were flirting. The guy in the suit on the other side glanced at me as if I was disgusting him.

The sports guy chuckled and said, 'Thanks, you're not too bad yourself.'

The train just started pulling in to the station, I was annoyed and relieved at the same time, I wanted to get to know this stud more but I didn't think the train was the place.

'What time is your test?' he asked

'It starts at 11 and finishes at 1.30, right over lunch, it is so stupid' I complained.

'I start lunch at 1.30!' he said excitedly, it was kind of out of character for him, but it made me smile 'we could meet up for lunch if you have no plans?'

'That would be great!' I replied almost too eagerly, I couldn't believe what was happening!

'How about that place Nelli's on Rundle Street, about quarter to two?'

'That sounds great, see you then!' I couldn't wipe the grin off my face. He got up and left as I put my book back in my bag, I didn't realise how hard I was until I went to stand up. I held my bag in front of my jeans, I'm pretty sure the guy in the suit next to me know and muttered something derogatory under his breath, I tried not to care, but it was that kind of thing that made me want to stay closeted.

I made my way to uni with a spring in my step and butterflies in my stomach. I was so excited I could barely keep still. I wondered whether he was gay or just friendly. Not many straight guys would organise a lunch with a guy they just met, but I still tried not to get my hopes up, just in case I was wrong. I went to the library and went over my notes again and again, well at least tried to anyway, all I could think about was... oh my god; I didn't even know his name! I At least it would give us something to break the ice with.

My test was really hard. All the questions they put in were really obscure, things that didn't seem important to learn, I felt like I did enough to pass. I finished a little early and left. I was glad I got out early; I didn't want to get stuck with everyone talking about the test questions, it always stresses me out. I made my way to Rundle Street and walked along it till I arrived at Nelli's. I had never been there before, it was a nice little cafe, and the kind of place couples would go on a date.

I walked in and saw him sitting at a table near one of the windows. He was reading the menu. I walked over and said, 'Is this seat taken?' it was the only thing I could think of. He looked up from the menu and when he realised it was me he flashed his big smile and chuckled. 'Take a seat' and before I could get a word in he asked how my test was.

'There were some really hard questions, but I think I did enough to pass.'

'I'm sure you aced it' He said as he took his cap off. He had dark brown wavy hair. I wanted so bad to run my fingers through it. I think he saw me looking at his hair and didn't say anything. He was watching me watch him. I could have sat there and stared at him all day.

I was the first to break the ice. 'You know, I don't even know your name!'

'David, but my friends just call me Dave. I don't know yours either'

'Cooper, and my friends just call me Cooper' It was a lame joke, but he chuckled anyway.

We stayed and talked for hours, I found out he only lived about 10 minutes away from me, he was single, and he lived by himself in an apartment. I mentioned how I would love the freedom of living by myself and he said it gets lonely and said I should come check out his apartment some time, we exchanged numbers and he left. I couldn't believe my luck! I was 99% certain that he was gay, I mean, he wouldn't invite me over and give me his number if he wasn't interested in me.